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by Niacin » Tue Oct 07, 2003 12:36 pm
-apologies for the novel.
Digiman,
We've spoken briefly, as until now my zen 'who cares' attitude towards all things interweb that annoy me has been quite sufficient in forestalling this dialog.
Recently, your spew of the last couple of days consisting of low-quality posts lacking in humour, intelligence, and even grammar has bummed me out about the e-playa to such degree that I actually went multiple days without checking the board. I find so much redeeming value in your posts that I think they are, one and all, much more appropriate to be written in spray-paint on the shady underside of a railway overpass, next to the penis sketches and under the 'for a good time call' section.
Further, even this afternoon when I decided to fire up the interweb and look at the board, inwardly my soul was cringing on the possibility of reading your drivel in much the same reaction that my five year old cousin has when there's a spider in the room. It's really the cutest thing, y'all should see it sometime.
However, I do have to say that I do like the pictures you post every once in a while. They have much redeeming value, I'm quite fond of them really, and that leads me to believe that with a little more effort on your side and a great deal more temperament on mine, we'll get along just famously.
Therefore, in the future, I urge you to:
1. Learn to use the shift key.
2. Speak complete sentences, and make sure that each of your paragraphs encompasses an entire thought instead of bandering about like you suffer from some form of mental Tourette's.
3. Realize, and act on the epiphany that even though everyone here has such a delightfully different viewpoint towards the human condition, some subjects that may come up in replies are not necessarily worthy of a new post.
4. And lastly, please sir, I beg of you, slow down in your posting. Take time with each one. Read them before pressing 'submit', and make sure that you can be happy with what you've written.
Warmest regards,
Max
lebenskunstler - noun, German - someone for whom life is an art form.